Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The temperature slightly retreated at dawn.

Xiao Bailu finally convinced Huo Tingzun to lie down and rest.

She herself found a soft cushion and sat on the carpet in front of his window, scrolling through her phone.

Searching everywhere for remedies.

No one can cure the ”Nightmare Disease.”

Online, all she found were stories of families wiped out, or entire villages decimated, making her heart beat with fear.

There was even an article, of questionable authenticity, detailing the condition of Nightmare Disease patients before death. It claimed that although patients were asleep, they experienced immense pain, eventually feeling like they were being choked to death, unable to breathe, until, at last, passing away after lengthy agony.

This description seemed plausible because the virus attacks the lungs, leading to respiratory failure and death.

But in the cold dawn, Xiao Bailu shuddered as she read, her skin prickling with goosebumps.

She accelerated her search for information, urgently hoping to find a method to treat the Nightmare Disease.

Even if it was an unverified home remedy, she was willing to try it.

After all, Huo Tingzun must not die.

If he died, then she...

Xiao Bailu closed her eyes.

Who would she seek revenge on? The grudge of being abandoned by him three years ago had yet to be avenged.

She rubbed her eyes and continued searching.

Until she saw the ”Seven Immortals” dance on TikTok...

Huo Tingzun slept briefly, always with something on his mind, and soon awoke.

Opening his eyes to see Xiao Bailu sitting on the floor with her phone, he frowned.

Though very weak, he propped himself up, reached out, and pulled the woman up, holding her by the waist, letting her sit at the foot of the bed: ”A woman sitting on the floor casually, do you know how to take care of yourself?”

Xiao Bailu rolled her eyes and ignored him, continuing to play on her phone.

Huo Tingzun’s irritation didn’t flare up, and he gradually suppressed it.

”What happened last night? You missed that flight, and now you can’t leave. Staying in the same room as a patient, just hurry up and die, huh? I have other flights to catch, and don’t cry when I leave you here.”

He spoke gruffly.

His tone was still bad, but at least not as furiously angry as before.

Xiao Bailu replied nonchalantly, ”I can’t stand that lousy plane.”

Her gaze never leaving the phone.

Ha, this dog of a man is still trying to trick her?

Last night, when she rushed to the airport, the staff said there was only this flight leaving Qingcheng and none more until the outbreak ended.

No way he could catch another flight. Does he plan to conjure one himself?

Clearly giving her the last ticket out of Qingcheng, and yet he’s here misleading her.

Scorn.

Seeing she focused on her phone, ignoring him, Huo Tingzun thought for a moment and spoke again: ”I’m arranging for a doctor to check if you’re infected by me. If you’re fine, you’d better find somewhere to stay alone...”

Xiao Bailu impatiently interrupted him: ”Stop bothering me!”

Huo Tingzun’s lips twitched a few times.

This tone, these lines, he used to reprimand others.

Now being scolded unceremoniously by a woman? Unbelievable.

If he fully recovered his strength, he would surely grab her, grab her, pinch her hard.

She was glaring at him fiercely, when suddenly, Xiao Bailu waved her phone excitedly at him: ”This video is amazing, Seven Immortals, truly the lifesaving little angels. You have to see it!”

The man who wanted to throttle her, forced to temper his anger, began watching the ”Seven Immortals” farmers practicing Eight Pieces of Brocade with her, over and over again.